so how is it going? im guessing that most of this group is still in the practising phase of this exciting mind shift. have you noticed much growth in this yet? i came across this truth when i found eckhart tolle, and now im reading a course in miracles which teaches this also. i am finding that the most difficult aspect of this process is judgement. i get so wound up about my thoughts! upset about drifting off into them and believing them. this will pass though, i know it

Dancing In The Muck (Feb. 2, 2012)

Adagio: Fiddler crabs play a delightful melody,
notes float in from the ocean.
Waves provide percussion and gulls do chorus.
I park my mind along with other cautious thoughts at a clean park bench.
The salty breeze carries the music, I sway in leisurely tempo.
Squishing mud between my toes,
bare feet feel gritty upon the dance floor.
Wind blows my skirt into graceful swirls; scarf floats away.
Hair breaks free, the wind whips it in double time.

A bene placito: My heart leads, it understands expansive music.
To dance the music of duality,

(hello, I'm new on this site, just wanted to share a poem I just wrote about four days ago, thanks, laurie)

Lone Wolf moon illuminates stormy clouds.
Black Water Dragon
shadow dances to the ebb and flow of waves.
Salty humid winds permeate my being.
Tide rolling in invades my numbness, invades the stillness.
I am burrowed deep like a barnacle on rocky shores.
Attached in resistance, wave breakers explode and
dislodge me from the surf.
They collapse over me, ripping away illusions.
Comfortable beliefs and truths swept out to sea.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdkNn3Ei-Lg&feature=share

All I can say is that I was deeply moved but what this young one had to say.

I have zen Osho tarot deck where I pull a card time to time. I came up with this card yesterday; Transformation.

"The central figure in this card sits atop the vast flower of the void, and holds the symbols of transformation - the sword that cuts through illusion, the snake that rejuvenates itself by shedding its skin, the broken chain of limitations, and the yin/yang symbol of transcending duality. One of its hands rests on its lap, open and receptive. The other reaches down to touch the mouth of a sleeping face, symbolizing the silence that comes when we are at rest.

There is so much info out there, so I decided to make some space for sharing things we see, read and hear, which can help or inspire others...

I wrote this about 8 years ago, and I do believe it marks the beginning of the first gateway for me. Actually, I would say that the first and second gateway have been happening for me for the past 8 years simultaneously
Recently I have begun experiencing the third gateway and I AM truly undergoing a remarkable transformation. Originally this poem was titled 'Mistaken', but about a week after completing it I was drawn to change the title to 'The Awakening'. Looking back, it makes perfect sense...lol

The Awakening

Most of us wander . . . never escaping

I have been practicing kundalini yoga now for the last year and through searching for mantras on the internet, I came across this lady: Snatam Kauer - she has such a wonderful voice and this healing mantra (which I have found of great benefit) is absolutely beautiful.

It is called the Siru Gaitri mantra

Raa- Sun
Maa- Moon
Daa- Earth
Saa- Impersonal infinity
Saa Say- Totally of infinity
So- Personal sense of merger and identity
Hung- The infinite vibrating and real

Enjoy the energy!
In love and light,
Sat Nam
seagull

http://youtu.be/kYivP3gedCo

Is love in the passionate and magnetic pull that brings two lovers together,

Or in the gentle gaze into their eyes, a reflection of MY soul.

Is love in the raw passion of sexual interaction that burns like a wild fire to the core,

Or in the energetic embrace that can be felt without even touching.

Is love in the pain and despair of seperation,

Or in the feeling of completeness that is already within the soul,

Is love in the reflection of the other, but what is reflecting other than the love we already have within.

Is love in what the other can give to us,

My soul is one of sweet contemplation
My heart overcome with joy colored in orange and blue
I look for those that pass my way, the gifts and knowledge they have to impart, the subtleness of their impact
The universe so connected to all, part of everyone and everything
Self melts away and fills the greater expanse of all that is and all that can be
The tears I weep, I weep for the old and beaten
The tears I weep, I joyfully let fall for the beginnings of what is to come
I am that I am